"goodbye!"

"goodbye!"

Lin Yuner opened the taxi door, turned around and waved to Wang Yue, "Don't go out these days, wait for my phone number at home!"

"No problem," Wang Yue reminded with a smile, "Be careful on the road."

Seeing the taxi disappear into the traffic, Wang Yue then turned back and walked along the street.

The Yinhui Building is far from Insadong, and it takes a lot of time to go back to sing. After exchanging phone numbers with Lin Yuner, he found a bookstore nearby and planned to go to the store to read the books for half an afternoon.

The fastest way to understand the world is to read literary works - especially biographies and historical books.

Wang Yue placed the broken guitar at the counter, and ignored the strange eyes of the bookstore staff, and walked straight towards the literature and history area.

There were many people in the bookstore, and several benches for rest and reading were all filled with them. Even there were many people standing in the aisle. Wang Yue's eyes swept through the spines of the book, and there were a wide variety of books. He casually drew a book called "The Legend of the Holy Ancestor" to read it.

The first few pages of this book are made of various prefaces, followed by three color pictures, with photos of the founding emperor Zhao Ye printed on them.

Wang Yue was not in the mood to read carefully, and only browsed the opening chapters of each volume. In less than an hour, he roughly sorted out the life and deeds of the Saint Zhao Ye.

"Zhao Ye, whose courtesy name is Guangyi, his nickname is Hongfan Laoren, and his name is the Lord of Lufeng Mountain. His English name is Bartholomew, known in history as Taizu of the Chinese Empire and the Emperor of the Saint. He was born in 1936 AD. When he was young, he was poor and had studied in a village school. He was able to write poetry at the age of seven and passed the scholar at the age of twelve. Later, he won three consecutive years and was praised by Emperor Xianfeng. At the age of 18, he was appointed as the editor of the Hanlin Academy as the top scholar..."

If you only see this, Zhao Ye is undoubtedly a super academic master, but his legendary life has just begun.

After the Second ** War, the Qing government lost power and humiliated the country and signed a series of treaties for treason. Zhao Ye resigned in anger and took his wives, concubines and children abroad, traveling to Europe and the United States for more than seven years.

After returning to China, Zhao Ye was personally ordered to pursue by Cixi because of promoting anti-Qing thoughts, and had to flee to the then British colony Hong Kong.

Zhao Ye lived in Lufeng Gorge in Hong Kong, founded Lufeng Academy, called himself "Lufeng Mountain Master", and accepted disciples and established the Chinese Baath Party. While leading the great cause of anti-Qing, he wrote books and theory. In the past twenty years, he wrote new Confucian classics such as "On Confucianism", "New Notes on the Analects of Confucius", "Gongyang Spring and Autumn and Darwin's Evolution" and other new Confucian classics.

Because Zhao Ye's theory abandoned Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism and some Yangming new studies, integrated the Confucian Gongyang School with Western Studies, and promoted radical ideas such as survival of the fittest, unification, and great revenge. As soon as it was published, it was strongly opposed by scholars at that time and was denounced as a scum of Confucianism.

However, after more than 20 years of study and preaching, coupled with the influence of the west wind rising eastward, Zhao Ye's new Confucianism was still spread to the land of Jiuzhou, becoming a great scholar in his followers' hearts.

By the end of the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895, the Yangyang Qing Dynasty was defeated by a small Eastern country, completely destroying the last illusion that the people had about the Qing government. At this time, Zhao Guangyi was already 60 years old and raised an army in Guangdong and Guangxi at the age of 60. He swept across China for several years, and finally established his capital in Yanjing to worship the heaven and proclaim himself emperor, and his country was called China.

After reading the glorious deeds of the Saint Ancestor Emperor, Wang Yue only had one word left in his heart. What attracted his attention was that Zhao Ye also wrote a martial arts novel called "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".

Seeing the familiar title of the book, Wang Yue knew clearly that the so-called Saint Emperor was actually a time traveler senior.

Fortunately, that guy died long ago!

There is also a professional book called "History of the Development of Modern Chinese Music", which attracted Wang Yue's attention, because the book began with the introduction of Zhu Zaiyu, the king of Zheng: Zhu Zaiyu (1536-1611), whose courtesy name was Boqin and whose pseudonym was Juququshanren. He called himself Kuangsheng when he was young, Shanyang Jiumai Xianke, also known as Duanjing Crown, a famous legal scholar in the Ming Dynasty, a musician, a father of the twelve equal rhythms, and the founder of modern music.

The book says that Zhu Zai used mathematical methods to invent the twelve equality law, and this theory was introduced to the West decades later. A hundred years later, the Italian Bartoloo made a modern piano based on the twelve equality law, and was developed by musician Bach. The twelve equality law thus changed the appearance of world music.

After reading this, Wang Yue burst into laughter.

Regarding the inheritance relationship between Zhu Zai's twelve equal rhythms and modern music, it turns out that time and space were not qualitative, and some people agree and some oppose it. But in this time and space, Zhu Zai's as the founder of modern music has been recognized by the whole world - China's fist is hard.

He brought a book of modern history home. Before Wang Yue entered the house, he saw his younger sister Song Hye Kyo closed the door and came out.

"Brother, you're back," Song Hye Kyo said with a happy face, "The food is hot in the pot, you can eat it first, I'll be back in a while."

The Wang family opened a hotel on the street tobacco. After her mother got uremia, she quit her job and specialized in guarding the shop to sell groceries to earn money from the household. Whenever she was having a meal, the younger sister would go to the shop to visit the shop and wait for her mother to finish her meal before she came back to take over.

Wang Yue went home to arrange the dishes and chopsticks. After a few minutes, his mother Song Yao came back.

Song Yao is tall and a beautiful woman when she was young. However, she has been tortured by illness in recent years and looks haggard and has a lot of crow's feet on the corners of her eyes.

"Mom, the rice has been served, sit down and eat." Although Wang Yue has no feelings for this cheap mother, as a son, he still has the necessary respect and filial piety.

"You eat first, I will wash my hands and come over." Song Yao was happy to see her son. She had a stubborn disease and had never thought of curing her in this life. Only her son is the hope in her life.

The mother and son sat opposite each other, and Wang Yue couldn't find any topic, but Song Yao was very concerned about him and asked, "Joqiao said you went to the streets to perform today?"

"I sang in Insadong for a long time and made hundreds of dollars." Wang Yue said as he took out 300 yuan and handed it to his mother.

"You keep it yourself, it's not okay for men to have no money." Song Yao pushed the money back, and she said, "Your Brother Liu came today, and you paid for your renovation a few days ago, with a total of more than 1,800. I'll collect it for you and I'll give it to you when you go to college."

Wang Yue did not argue anymore and silently collected the 300 yuan. He knew that this mother had a tough temper and no one could change the decision she made.

"Dingling!"

While eating, the phone rings in the room.

Wang Yue answered the phone and said, "Hey, who are you looking for?"

"Wang Yue, it's me!" Lin Yuner's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Mobile phones have been invented for many years, but they have not been popular yet. Wang Yue left Lin Yuner with the phone number at home. He asked in surprise: "Is it done so soon?"

Lin Yuner smiled and said, "Yes, I took "You, the deskmate" to the record company. Director Chen is very satisfied with this song. If you have time, you will come to Hanjiang Record Company by yourself tomorrow."
Chapter completed!